Ye Qingqing slept soundly until dawn. When she woke up, it was almost noon. Lu Mo had gone to the company, but he left her a note saying that Ye Xunmei would arrive in the afternoon.
"Mom, it seems Dad really hit the jackpot. My grandpa came over especially because he thinks those two broken jars from yesterday are worth a lot of money."
Lin Shufang cooked a large bowl of wontons and brought it over for Ye Qingqing to eat, chatting as they ate.
Lin Shufang also saw the earthenware jar that Ye Qingqing brought back yesterday. To be honest, she was quite disgusted with it. She had originally thought of using it to make pickles, but it didn't have a lid and wasn't very big, so she gave up on the idea.
"Really antiques? No way, they look dilapidated. The antiques I see on TV are all quite nice. These two jars look like roasted sweet potatoes." Lin Shufang was skeptical.
"I initially thought it was unlikely, but yesterday that old man Yu said it might be an antique. My grandfather even made a special trip back today, so it should be worth some money." Ye Qingqing stuffed two wontons into her mouth, the delicious meat juice splashing in her mouth, it was extremely tasty.
The soup was also very delicious. Lin Shufang added seaweed, dried shrimp, and lard. I wouldn't trade it for ten thousand yuan after taking a bite of the wonton and a sip of the soup.
"How much is it worth? Is it worth ten thousand yuan?" Lin Shufang asked curiously.
Ye Qingqing shook her head, "It should be more than that. A plane ticket from Hong Kong to Pingjiang costs several thousand yuan, and it's a hassle to go back and forth. My old man made a special trip back, so it must have cost at least 100,000 yuan, otherwise it wouldn't be good enough for him."
Lin Shufang clicked her tongue in amazement, "Ten thousand yuan... I really can't believe it! Qingqing, did you put the jar away carefully? Don't let it get bumped or damaged, it's worth ten thousand yuan!"
"It's alright, Lu Mo has already put it away. If it really is 100,000 yuan, my dad won't be losing money over the years; he'll have even made 10,000 or 20,000 yuan." Ye Qingqing secretly did the math. Ye Mingcheng had invested about 70,000 yuan. If the pottery jar could be sold for 100,000 yuan, he could make at least 20,000 yuan.
No wonder those who deal in antiques are all rolling in money; this industry is extremely profitable. If you open for business for one day, you don't have to work for a whole year.
“Your dad must be laughing in his sleep. You used to always say he was wasting money, but don’t say that anymore. It’s rare for someone to have a hobby, so spending a few hundred yuan is nothing. As long as your dad is happy,” Lin Shufang advised.
"I was just saying it, I didn't stop him. I'm just angry that he keeps getting scammed. Those antique dealers on the street probably think my dad is an idiot. It makes me angry just thinking about it." Ye Qingqing was angry about this, not about the money.
"Think about it from another angle, at least your dad was happy. He just considered it money spent for fun. And your dad didn't lose out this time. If that shop owner knew that the jar he gave away for free was an antique, he would regret it to the core."
Ye Qingqing burst out laughing. Her father was truly robbing a tiger to catch a pig; he had actually eaten a big tiger. It was true that fools are often blessed with good fortune, and good things just fell from the sky.
Before Ye Xunmei arrived home, Ye Qingqing received a call from Grandpa Yu, who said that he had already contacted an expert and asked when Ye Qingqing would be available.
"I'm so sorry, I couldn't wait yesterday and had someone look at it first. I came to see the jar in the afternoon. I'm sorry I didn't tell you in time, please don't mind." Ye Qingqing was extremely embarrassed. She had really forgotten. Pregnancy makes you forgetful for three years, and her memory is getting worse and worse. If Grandpa Yu hadn't called, she wouldn't have remembered this at all.
“It’s alright. Which expert did you consult? Perhaps I know him,” Grandpa Yu asked curiously.
“It’s my grandfather. He has some knowledge in this area. Since he lives in Hong Kong, he didn’t think of it yesterday,” Ye Qingqing said truthfully.
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